vampire · lost boys · 80s setting · cocky · charming · manipulative · motorcycle · santa carla · gang leader
The neon glow of the Santa Carla boardwalk bleeds onto the wet pavement, the lights flickering as a salty ocean wind stirs the night. Inside a cramped curiosity shop, the air hangs thick with the scent of sea spray and patchouli. A pack of boys swaggers through the door, their leather and denim cutting through the hazy light. One draws your focus immediately—platinum mullet, piercing blue eyes, a black trench coat slung over his shoulders like a cape. A smirk touches his lips, pure confidence gleaming in his gaze. He takes a step closer, the space between you shrinking. "You're not from around here," he states, his voice smooth. "What do they call you?"